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Drove downtown in the rain
nine-thirty on a tuesday night, just to check out the late-night record shop. Call it impulsive call it compulsive, call it insane; but when I'm surrounded I just can't stop. It's a matter of instinct it's a matter of conditioning it's a matter of fact. Tou can call me Pavlov's dog, ring a bell and I'll salivate - how'd you like that? Dr. Landy tell me you're not just a pedagogue 'cause right now I'm * Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did Well I am lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did. So I'm lying here just staring at the ceiling tiles, and I'm thinking about oh what to think about. Just listening and relistening to Smiley Smile, and wondering if this is some kind of creative drought because I'm *Repeat And if you want to find me I'll be out in the sandbox, wondering where the hell all the love has gone, Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun and singing "Fun, Fun, Fun" *Repeat I had a dream that I was three hundred pounds and though I was very heavy I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground Somebody help me because I'm *Repeat Drove downtown in the rain nine-thirty on a tuesday night, just to check out the late-night record shop. Call it impulsive you can call it compulsive, you can call it insane; but when I'm surrounded I just can't stop. |
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| 2. |
| 3:33 |
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I'm the farmer
I work in the fields all day Don't mean to alarm her But I know it was meant to be this way You cried a tear, I wiped it dry I put you up upon a pesestal so high If you should waver, if you should sway I'd catch you, spread my tiny wings and fly away You signed your picture with an O and X I bet you don't write "love" each time you sign your cheques All of this corn I grow I grow it all for you I took a hatchet to the radio I did it all for you You could have written back You could have said "thank you" I guess you've got better things, Better things to do You say you love me, is that the truth? Although they've heard the songs, my friends need living proof I know your address, I ring the bell I bring you flowers and a .22 with shells Never wanted to harm her I know it was meant to be this way |
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| 5:07 |
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And you said:
"What'd you think that I was gonna do, Curl up and die just because of you? I'm not that weak you know What'd you think that I was gonna do, Try to make you love me as much as I love you? How could you be so low? You arrogant man, What do you think I am? My heart will be fine Just stop wasting my time" And now I know that you will be okay, And I got what I want and that's rid of you Good-bye And it's not 'cause I'll be missing you That makes me fall apart It's just that I didn't mean to break No I didn't mean to break Your heart |
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| 3:58 |
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The girl works at the store, sweet Jane St. Clair
Was dazzled by her smile while I shopped there It wasn't long before I lived with her I sang her songs while she dyed my hair Jane... divided, but I can't decide which side I'm on Jane... decided only cowards stay, while traitors run Jane... Jane I'd bring her gold and frankincense and myrrh She thought that I was making fun of her She made me feel I was fourteen again That's why she thinks it's cooler if we'd just stay friends Jane... doesn't think a man could ever be faithful Jane... isn't giving me a chance to be shameful Jane... Jane I wrote a letter, she should have got it yesterday That life could be better by being together Is what I cannot explain to Jane The girl works at the store, sweet Jane St. Clair Still dazzled by her smile while I shoplift there No promises as vague as heaven No Juliana next to my Evan Jane... desired by the people at her school and work Jane... is tired 'cause every man becomes a lovesick jerk Jane... Jane |
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| 4:23 |
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I look straight in the window, try not to look below
Pretend I'm not up here, try counting sheep But the sheep seem to shower off this office tower Nine-point-eight straight down I can't stop my knees. * I wish I could fly From this building, from this wall And if I should try, would you catch me if I fall? My hands clench the squeegee, my secular rosary Hang on to your wallet, hang on to your rings Can't look below me, or something might throw me Curse at the windstorms that October brings. I look in the boardroom; a modern pharaoh's tomb I'd gladly swap places, if they care to dive They're lined up at the window, peer down into limbo They're frightened of jumping, in case they survive. I wish I could step from this scaffold onto soft green pastures, shopping malls, or bed With my family and my pastor and my grandfather who's Dead Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer I look like a painter, behind all the grease But paintings creating, and I'm just erasing A crystal-clear canvas is my masterpiece *Repeat |
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| 3:13 |
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Another night at the palace,
'cause there is nothing else to do. The same people, the same drinks and the same music, the same quicksand. I think this harbor town is waist deep and sinking fast. * Hello city, you've found an enemy in me. Hello city, hello city. Second night at the warehouse, and my mock turtleneck just reeks. From the liquor room to the changeroom to the doom and gloom of the hotel room, I wish this seaside beerhall would sink into the bay. *Repeat Maybe I caught you at a bad time, maybe I should call you back next week, maybe half the fault was mine that the sun didn't shine on Barrington Street It's three o'clock in the morning, and I'm hungry so lets eat. Climb down three flights to the streetlights and the barfights, we're just taking in the sights. I hope tomorrow that I wake up in my own bed. *Repeat "What a good place to be, don't believe them, 'Cause they speak a different language and its never been happy for me. It's Happy Hour again." Hello city, Hello city |
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| 4:48 |
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When I was born they looked at me and said
What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy And when you were born they looked at you and said What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl We've got these chains that hang around our necks People want to strangle us with them before we take our First breath Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same When temptation calls we just look away This name is the hairshirt I wear And this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair This song is the cross that I bear Bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me Be with me tonight I know that it isn't right But be with me tonight I go to school, I write exams If I pass, if I fail, if I drop out, does anyone give a damn? And if they do, they'll soon forget 'Cause it won't take much for me to show that my life ain't over yet I wake up scared, I wake up strange I wake up wondering if anything in my life Is ever going to change I wake up scared, I wake up strange And everything around me stays the same I couldn't tell you that I was wrong Chickened out, grabbed a pen and paper, sat down and I wrote this song I couldn't tell you that you were right So instead i looked in the mirror watched tv laid awake all night When temptation calls... hey |
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| 3:22 |
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The Old Apartment
Broke into the old apartment This is where we used to live Broken glass, broke and hungry Broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls? Why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over the hole i punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dishrack? These things used to be mine I guess they still are, i want them back! Broke into the old apartment Forty-two starirs from the street Crooked landing, crooked landlord Narrow laneway filled with crooks This is where we used to live Why did they pave the lawn? Why did they change to locks? Why did i have to break it, I only came here to talk This is where we used to live How is the neighbour downstaris? ow is her temper this year? I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don't live here anymore We bought an old house on the Danforth She loves me a her body keeps me warm I'm happy there But this is where we used to live Broke into the old apartment Tore the phone out of the wall Only memories, fading memories Blending into dull tableux I want them back |
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| 2:40 |
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When she was three her Barbies always did it on the first date
Now she's with me, there's never any need for them to demonstrate She's like a baby, I'm like a cat; When we are happy, we both get fat and still It's never enough, it's never enough, it's never enough And I don't tend to worry 'bout the things that other people say And I'm learning that I wouldn't want it any other way Call me crazy; it really doesn't matter All that matters to me is she Her life in a nutshell No way would she want it to change me It's not that easy 'cause my time is often decided for me For me She memorized every pencil crayon color in the box Her blue-green eyes complement the burnt sienna in her locks She's at the movies, I'm on the phone; When we're separated we're never alone, but still It's never enough, it's never enough, no it's never enough I fell down with no one there to catch me from falling Then she came 'round And only her tenderness stopped me from bawling my eyes out I'm OK, and that's why... |
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| 4:00 |
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These apples are delicious!
"As a matter of fact they are," she said Can all this fruit be free? She wrote me a letter as big as a phone book I've never been big on mail I sent her a postcard from somewhere near Lethbridge, And wondered if it still went by rail I've never been frightened of being enlightened But some things can go too far Though sometimes I stammer and mix up my grammar, You get what my meanings are I'm not trying to sing a love song -- I'm trying to sing in tune I know I am sometimes headstrong Falling in love, catching fire -- I want to be consumed Wondering will I ever tire, will I ever tire? |
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| 9:19 |
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I'd but you a house ( I would buy you a house)
If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) I'd buy you furniture for your house ( maybe a nice chesterfield or an ottoman) If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) I'd but you a K-car ( a nice reliant automobile) If I had a 1,000,000, I'd buy you love If I had a 1,000,000 I'd build a treefort in our yard If I had a 1,000,000 You could help it wouldn't be that hard If I had a 1,000,000 Maybe we could put a refrigerator in there Wouldn't that be fabulous! If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) I but you a fur coat( but not a real fur coat that's cruel) If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) I'd buy you an exotic pet(like a llama or an emu) If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) I'd but you John Merick's remains (All them crazy elephant bones) If I had a 1,000,000 I'd buy your love If I had a 1,000,000 We wouldn't have to walk to the store If I had a 1,000,000 We'd take a limousine cause it costs more If I had a 1,000,000 We wouldnt have to eat Kraft dinner If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) i'd but you a green dress ( but not a real green dress that's cruel) If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) I'd but you some art ( A Picasso or a Garfunkel) If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) I'd buy you a monkey (haven't you always wanted a monkey?) If I had a 1,000,000 If I had a 1,000,000 If I had a 1,000,000 If I had a 1,000,000 I'd be RICH! |
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"My dad's a bit of a nut and he's into his home movie taping. so, this is... you know it started with just a little palmcorder, and then he got the cranes... and, you know, so those are my brothers working the cranes. this is like.. its a family affair tonight. and the craz-"
"you think this is crazy, you should have seen it when his wife gave birth." "-the craziest thing is, though-" "there were copters and everything over his house" "my dad goes through so much trouble to tape the whole show, and hes only going to show it to my uncle, and he dosnt even like the band. he's gonna 'oh, no! Watch, Elwyn! you gotta see this part, Elwyn. this was great.' here's a little song about my Uncle Elwyn." Ed's Uncle Elwyn Ed's Uncle Elwyn My Uncle Elwyn is tall My Elwyn is small My Elwyn plays a mean basketball He's about fourty-five, maybe fifty-five, sixty I'm not sure Once, he mixed me a drink I was about five years old It was Kool-aid and pop, I thought that was cold Cold meaning good Cold's supposed to be bad But I think that I oughta change some things, And change their meanings I've been here, I've been demeaning Once, twice, maybe three times I asked my Uncle Elwyn He's a mime He said Ed's Uncle Elwyn (Oo) Ed's Uncle Elwyn (Oh) That's E-L-W-Y-N That's Elwyn, sing it again E-L-W-Y-N That's Elwyn, sing it again E-L-W-Y-N That's Elwyn, sing it again E-L-W-Y-N That's Elwyn! That's my uncle. |
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